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Widows an antique replacement
A briefcase filled with mace
Widows six legged lost and found, found
Students spray the kent state mist
Wishing wills missing clientele
Widows sex legged lost and found, found
Parkas worn in summer
apparel
Sweat lodge comatose of broken arrows
Widows veiled in rebound
sheets
This is the ghost of a chance the lonely
Widows sex legged lost and found, found
Precision watch the scalpel make roads
Hear them talk in paranoid parables
Widows sex legged lost and found, found
Storefront chairmans
fingering buttons
This running of the bulls will trample all
The life support system
Madrid space station spain
E space, e space, flesh vs machine
Matadors chase the bulls in a china shop
x 3
Matadors chase the bulls in a china shop
Widows an antique replacement
A briefcase filled with mace
Widows six legged lost and found, found
Students spray the kent state mist
Wishing wills missing clientele
Widows sex legged lost and found, found
Parkas worn in summer
apparel
Sweat lodge comatose of broken arrows
Storefront chairmans
fingering buttons
This running of the bulls will trample all
The life support system
Gored my neck but don't
spare me death
I'm running circles red cape paper
Taste the vapor
x 2
Taste the vapor
Matadors chase the bulls in a china shop
x 4
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Valmara, valmara, valmara
flechettes
Kiss me with the lisp
Of your shrapnel caress
Lost this arm, lost this leg
Lost this diving board
Just a belly flopped proposal
Of let's be friends
Tour de force x
2
De Facto
Ayuchuco x 3
Prosthetic, prosthetic,
prosthetic blemish
Necro is the velcro on the charred appendage
Carterize solder gun in the melting of seeds
Oh dear god what a tangled web we weave
Tour de force x
2
De Facto
Ayuchuco x 3
All we are are failed
attempts
Propelled by stilt-leg presidents
Incarcerate the mason fence
Like flechettes, flechettes, flechettes
I'm not biting the lead my pencil's broken again
We will fill in the blanks
Or I can cheat off your (test)
Flechettes, flechettes
I'm not biting the lead my pencil's broken again
We will fill in the blanks
Or I can cheat off your (test)
Tour de force x
2
De Facto
Ayuchuco x 2
Tour de force x
2
De Facto
Ayuchuco x 3
All we are are failed
attempts
Propelled by stilt-leg presidents
Incarcerate the mason fence
Like flechettes
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In a small ghost town, there's a little arcade
Where the poltergeists play their video games
At the top of the roof he says
Game over they said, game over they said
Run and get your quarters in
Over cliffs we will swim ahead
Do the shackles underneath
your bed
Haunt the shackles in their grooves
Salem is home sentenced to live
Salem is home sentenced to live
Yes this I know
Comes back tenfold, tenfold
Run and get your quarters in
Yeah, at the bottom of a french blue pool
Roamed the drunk chipped tooth
Of the man (in the moon)
At the top of the roof he says
Burn furnace burn at
the bottom of the cliff
Shined a diamond with no end to its trip
Over cliffs we will swim ahead
Do the shackles underneath
your bed
Haunt the shackles in their grooves
Salem is home sentenced to live
Salem is home sentenced to live
Yes this I know
Comes back tenfold, tenfold
Hook and sinker x 4
I wrote it all down
for you
Match a name to the face
Do you suspect?
Do you confess? Do you confess?
Salem is home sentenced to live
Yes this I know
Comes back tenfold, tenfold
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Cut and paste
Were you sitting down
On the beaded impotence of New Orleans
A hint of suspense when that telephone rings
This is forever
It paved a wave of
distance
Between the syntax error
From austin's yellow brick road
This is forever
From this texas breath
exhaled
No sign of relief
This you know, this you know
This is forever
March 23rd hushed the
wind, the music died
If you can't get the best of us now
It's because this is forever
x 2
Makes no difference
Our alphabet is missing letters
Seventeen, embalmed and caskets
Lowered into the weather
A drizzle, brisk and profound
From this texas breath
exhaled
No sign of relief
This is forever
March 23rd hushed the
wind, the music died
If you can't get the best of us now
It's because this is forever
x 2
Strum this broken harp
We were struck by the chords
Set from their hearts
This is forever x 2
Cut and paste
Were you sitting down
On the beaded impotence of New Orleans
A hint of suspense when that telephone rings
This is forever x 3
Makes no, makes no
Seventeen, embalmed and caskets
Lowered into the weather
A drizzle, brisk and profound
From this texas breath
exhaled
Strum this broken harp
We were struck by the chords
Set from their hearts
This is forever
Set from their hearts
This is forever x
2
Set from their hearts
This is forever
But you can't get the best of us now
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In the humble stence of nativity
Hummed the smell of television snow
A faint S.O.S. flickering
Riding on the coattails of their ground zero
Neighborhood footprints ingrown
The daylight savings time will never know
Of this alabaster cold, of this alabaster
Your lovers quarrel
ended up in crawspace
Dental identities will tell us apart
Teeth marked and bounded with sighs
Step into my parlor
Said the spider to the fly
Stable hooved footprints ingrown
Cloak and dagger muzak blared
in ohms
Of this alabaster cold x 3
Ingrown x 4
More calibur per capita
Ingrown x 2
More calibur per capita
Ingrown
More calibur per capita
x 4
Neighborhood footprints ingrown
The daylight savings time will never know
Breakfast table search team implodes
The milk cartons that pour will never know
Of this alabaster cold x 3
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Well it's hit or miss upon the gate walls
Are the guards asleep, bayonet and all
Are the search lights coming
We built this tunnel
We shovel with our hands
Dig just a little bit,
the camp is vast asleep
Library laundromats
Inside the dirty sheets
Dig just a little bit
Soup kitchen feeds
Lines of stubble and marrow
A book of matches guides us home
Do they have our scent, will we go home
We shovel with our hands
Dig just a little bit,
the camp is vast asleep
Library laundromat
Dig just a little big, the camp is vast asleep
Library laundromat
Live just a little bit
Dakota fields will beg
Meet you on the other side
Dig just a little bit
They steamrolled past
the lobby
Did you trip on your shoelace untied
It's in the past... and now we toast
x 2
Dig just a little bit,
the camp is vast asleep
Live just a little bit
Dakota fields will beg
The camp is vast asleep
Library laundromat
Live just a little bit
Dakota fields will beg
Meet you on the other side
Winnepeg's a forest
Where the search and seizure hid
Wanted for the crime of the disease that you give
Wanted for the crime of the disease that you give
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They say that thirteen
is just a number
A double agent funded in the secret
Of the hive and the workers and their lives
All sweet and honeycombed
A hunger ravenous and funded
Incognito razor burns
Talcum powered fingerprints
All sweet and honeycombed
Stick your tongue on the north pole
Read the graffiti splattered on the convertible
This bullet x marked the rumors jet-lagged
Stab you with this pitchfork
All sweet and honeycombed
Part your hair on the grassy knoll
A cavity of candy in havana captivity
We heard the mug shots
A patsy inclined
Let the pollen make you sneeze
All sweet and honeycombed
"Hasta la victoria siempre"
Mañana hay misa para los sordos
x 2
"Hasta la victoria siempre"
All sweet and honeycombed
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Nothing ever changes
Except scenery rearrangements
In the affectionate hands of
Horsepower assault
Best keep your pants on, boy
Behind the armor of fault
Homeless makeshift triggers
You'll never walk again x 2
In the choked mouths
of rivers
Parted like a sea of loaded infidelity
Best keep your stitched lips
Starched in a giggle
Homeless makeshift triggers
You'll never walk again x 2
In piles of clothing
sleep the... x 3
Stitched lips starched in a giggle
In piles of clothing sleep the dead
No wire coat hangers
Never again
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This is the accent
of the halfhearted land
Does it all make sense now
And if the ship was built in bottled sand
Does it all make sense now
The anchor's kiss was scrawled in dyslexic crayon
Yes it all makes sense now
Is this just a life
preserver
Or a bivouac tenure
The tropic of cancer answered
"Drink the quicksand'
A mirror was splintered
on the deck floor
Does it all make sense now
A stowaway that lived beneath this hull
Does it all make sense now
The anchor's kiss was scrawled in dyslexic crayon
Yes it all makes sense now
Is this just a life
preserver
Or a bivouac tenure
The tropic of cancer answered
"Drink the quicksand"
Its gills will swin faster after a breath from the shore
Is this just a life preserver
Or a bivouac tenure
Breathe the taste of salt water
Dry heave up and overboard
Ponce De Leon wrinkles
Let's make it young again
Boat drinks for captains
Row our boat stowaway
Boat drinks for captains
Row our boat stowaway
Is this just a life preserver
Or a bivouac tenure
The tropic of cancer answered
"Drink the quicksand'
Its gills will swin faster after a breath from the shore
Is this just a life preserver
Or a bivouac tenure
It all makes sense now
If our map was torn, navigate, navigate
It all makes sense now
If your compass broke, navigate, navigate
It all makes sense now
If our map was torn, navigate, navigate
It all makes sense now
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Sucks me in, taking
a ride
And I'm wishing for the satellite
Grabbing vein pulling down on the radio
Laughing at the face that's bending down
I'm all alone so far up here
And my oxygen's all gone
Bend the metal
My glory box has failed
We're rocking in our reclining chairs
Drive away that car
That brought us all this harm
Those are the pieces of my story line
I'm all alone so far up here
And my oxygen's all gone
Truly stressing realization
I wish I was an astronaut
Eight hour bitterness all for whose sake
Stain glass sunday school charades
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Pet sounds filling pet peeve void's
Black and white tv with the sound turned down
Is it mono or stereo?
Lending aneurysm satisfaction in the
Fruitless gaze of your mona lisa lazy smile
Trick ourselves in portable stanzas
Black russian throated on this
Guillotine cancer
How steep we are
But there's just no telling
Just no telling
Savion is under heel
clicking
Morse code through movie stills again
The sky had blackened with carrion birds
Pinstriped suits and cigarettes tapped danced
Through the tepid burlesque
Their mouths were parched with excess thirst
Bridge and chorus candy curse
Still they snag through the strepthroat verse
Pet sounds filling pet peeve voids
Black and white tv with the sound turned down
Like breathing blood through lungs of czar's child
If I had a dollar for
every plot that you made
In this bed of nails you make
How steep
How steep we are
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